Fast Travel Strategy: Female Supporting Counterattack Manual

Chapter 109 Low-Level Demon Hunter vs Weak and Disabled Fox (5)

"Don't be sad." Aunt Wang comforted the young man in front of her with red eyes.

It is true that the King of Hell wants people to leave at the third watch, but will never let people live at the fifth watch.Her wife fell to death just last night, and today she learned the sad news of Meng Yuanfang's death.

"My aunt also mourns." The white flowers pinned to Meng Tong's chest were eye-catching, and there was no expression on his face.

And because the new village official came to power, there are new regulations on marriage, burial and marriage.Later, he can only hang a white sail on his father's grave, and he can't even burn paper money.

"You stay here and have a good talk with your father. I'll go back and help my old boss Wang get dressed. Although it's an unseemly death, he must be treated decently underneath." As she said that, Aunt Wang's The tears couldn't stop again, "Why do you think this person is gone just because he's gone?"

"My condolences." Meng Yan knelt in front of his father's corpse, his eyes were all red, and the bags under his eyes were swollen into a crescent shape.

He had cried enough this morning when no one was around.Looking at the body now, he couldn't cry at all.My heart is empty.

If it wasn't for what his father said, his good friend Hu Shiyi might not be able to hold on if he was still alive in his mother's tomb.

"I'll go back, don't talk anymore." Aunt Wang felt uncomfortable, she pulled her sleeves to wipe away her tears, and walked quickly towards home.

The sun gradually set to the west, and when the shade fell on the head, Meng Qiao got up and bowed to the grave again and again: "Mother, I'm sorry."

In the evening, no one would come to the cemetery. He knelt on the ground and dug up his mother's grave with his hands.

It wasn't until the full moon was shining brightly and the sky was full of stars that he dug a gap.

With the help of this night light, he could see clearly that the inside was empty, except for the coffin.

Is it in the coffin?

He was puzzled, and a voice suddenly appeared in the coffin.

"Is it Daddy Meng?"

The familiar voice appeared in his ears, and Meng Qiao was both happy and sad, and he froze in place under complicated emotions.

"Is it Daddy Meng?" When Shi heard someone entered the tomb, he guessed it was Meng Cheng, and immediately called out to attract his attention.

"Yes, I." He tried his best to keep his hands calm and not tremble, but his fingertips just couldn't shake, and he kept muttering: "Hu Shiyi. It's me."

"Meng Tong, Meng Tong", Shi Yi pretended to be dull, "Meng Tong, why are you here, how is Father Meng?"

Meng Qiao lifted the lid of the coffin effortlessly, and when he saw the "something" lying under the quilt, tears burst out instantly.

Although his face was covered with scars and his nose was hollow and shaped like a ghost, he still recognized it at a glance.

"That's great, you're not dead, that's great."

Shi Yi broke free from the quilt, exposed his mechanically made arm, grabbed his arm, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with Daddy Meng?"

"My father", Meng Yan looked at this friend who had been "dead" for three years, with unspeakable joy in his heart, thinking of her tragic situation at that time, but also unspeakable sadness, and now the only father has left him, he is overjoyed Under great compassion, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Isn't Daddy Meng?" Shi Yi looked up at him, with sadness swirling in his eyes.

In fact, she already guessed it.

"Yes." He wiped the blood from his mouth, "Father passed away this morning. He told me you were here, and I came to look for you."

"In the past three years, Daddy Meng personally saved my life, and also built me ​​these mechanical limbs to help me exercise. I thought I would be able to..." She was already sobbing.

Listening to what she said, Meng Qiao already knew most of the things, and many doubts were easily resolved.

In the past three years, every time his father finished teaching him the skills, he had to go out with food. He thought he was going out to hunt for monsters, but now he realized that he was here to take care of Hu Shiyi.

"The dead are gone. Now we have to cheer up." Losing his dearest relatives, his heart is not without grief.But his father's instructions when he was dying are still vivid in his memory, and he must avenge Hu Shiyi.

Killing is nothing more than nodding.But the enemies of Hu Shiyi's family were so cruel, the pain of skinning and chopping claws, let them bear the pain of death, this is a punishment more terrifying than death.

"My mother was killed so cruelly, I have to avenge her." All the emotions of the owner of the body were concentrated in one place, making it hard for Shi Yi not to empathize.

"I'm with you." Meng Yan looked at her with firm eyes, "Father is dead, and the only thing I care about in this world is you, my friend."

"Why are you doing this?" Shi Yi stared into his eyes, tears streaming down his face, "Why are you doing this?"

The original owner of the body gave up [love], and from now on, she and the boy in front of her only had a deep friendship.

"Remember when you and I first met, you asked me, 'Is this the way it's always been?'" Meng Juan reached out and pulled her up. "I've been thinking about it for five years, and I finally figured it out."

For thousands of years, demon hunters and monsters have always been in opposition.Up to now, everyone thinks that the demon hunter should hunt and kill the monster, regardless of whether the monster is kind or not, as long as it is a monster, it should be killed by the demon hunter as a matter of course.But thousands of years ago, when there were monsters, humans hadn't yet spawned a race of monster hunters.

Never has never been like this.

"We are friends, right?!" Shi Yi smiled and stood beside him, standing side by side with him.

The clan of demon hunters and monsters have always been immortal, but she and the young man in front of her have known each other since childhood and are about to fight side by side. They will be the most compatible friends.

"We will always be the most sincere friends." The boy lightly slapped her on the shoulder with a sincere smile. "We will avenge your mother's revenge together."

"Okay." Shi Yi squeezed his fist and touched his shoulder, "Do you want to try the pair of limbs that Daddy Meng made for me? It's not inferior to before."

"Okay. Then try." The boy narrowed his eyes and made a posture of being ready for battle.

In this narrow tomb, they used their hands as tools to come and go. After several movements, the young man gave up.

"Daddy Meng is the best." Shi Yi was triumphant.

Little did he know that the boy's eyes had already turned elsewhere.

Perhaps the emotion in Meng Yan's heart should not be called sadness, but pain.

He had seen Hu Shiyi's "beautiful" appearance before, how hard it would be for her to accept her appearance now that she was out.

"Don't be sad." Shi felt empathy for his emotions, and comforted him with a smile, "Look, I'm still alive and well, with four limbs and five senses. It's just that I lost a piece of skin."

But it is true that she is also in pain.

The comfort of these words was not enough to make her ignore the pain.

"We must take revenge." Meng Yan held her hand tightly, with hatred in his eyes, "An eye for an eye is an eye for an eye. We must never make it easier for those who hurt you and your mother."

This is his only friend in the world, and he has the obligation and necessity to bear the pain, as well as the overwhelming hatred and hatred with her.

(End of this chapter)